Iqballa
07-11-2004, 08:43 PM
sometimes
at night
i sit and think about life
and what it would be like
to be in the land of
twilight
do you think there really is a heaven?
or am i destined for hell
to burn in the
ultimate oven
where the demons dwell
that's why i think twice
before i put up that
knife
do i have to sacrifice
just to be in paradise
that's why i put my faith in
God
better known as Allah
the ultimate being
who's really above the law
i pay
no mind to the devil
better known as the rebel
he tries to put me on another
level
when he hands me a shovel
he wants me to misbehave
so i can be his eternal
slave
or be the one
to lay dormant in that grave
i shake that thought off
spit a
blunt out and cough
runoff and put away the sawed-off
so that i can be in eteral bliss
i lay my head on a pillow
think again and reminisce
and turn on my alarm clock
radio
i hope the ratio
of good overweighs the bad
tried to count them up
then i
remembered...i couldn't add
with the lights not on
so i hit the switch
and then began
to yawn
and felt a twitch in my arm
finally added the score
and looked at my
lawn
like i was the opposite of a carnivore
then looked up at the sky
contemplating
is that where im goin when i die
saw that the good was eleven
and that the bad
seven
woke up my brother and told em with a smile on my face
i think im goin to
heaven...
at night
i sit and think about life
and what it would be like
to be in the land of
twilight
do you think there really is a heaven?
or am i destined for hell
to burn in the
ultimate oven
where the demons dwell
that's why i think twice
before i put up that
knife
do i have to sacrifice
just to be in paradise
that's why i put my faith in
God
better known as Allah
the ultimate being
who's really above the law
i pay
no mind to the devil
better known as the rebel
he tries to put me on another
level
when he hands me a shovel
he wants me to misbehave
so i can be his eternal
slave
or be the one
to lay dormant in that grave
i shake that thought off
spit a
blunt out and cough
runoff and put away the sawed-off
so that i can be in eteral bliss
i lay my head on a pillow
think again and reminisce
and turn on my alarm clock
radio
i hope the ratio
of good overweighs the bad
tried to count them up
then i
remembered...i couldn't add
with the lights not on
so i hit the switch
and then began
to yawn
and felt a twitch in my arm
finally added the score
and looked at my
lawn
like i was the opposite of a carnivore
then looked up at the sky
contemplating
is that where im goin when i die
saw that the good was eleven
and that the bad
seven
woke up my brother and told em with a smile on my face
i think im goin to
heaven...